Vakill, Qwel, Prime, and Mass Hysteria Freestyle (A Long Rhyme Coming: The 1999 to 2002 Sessions Pt. 1) Eddie Ill & D.L. (Ft. Mass Hysteria (Chicago Hip Hop Group), Prime Madman, Qwel & Vakill)

[Intro: Vakill]
Big [?]. Uh. Eddie Ill, D.L. Look out for the album. Vakill. Uh. Ravenous. Molemen for life. Nigga, what? Huh?

[Verse 1: Vakill]
In this world
Designed in linen and ice-driven, I actually
Flip advice, giving an earner nice living in turn
I’m too nice for your own good. Would be nice if you had
A fan base of at least one single motherfucker from your own hood
Pities no more. No more Mr. Nice Guy. Never mattered
Who the nicest. I’m nice and you ain’t shit but a nice track
And that’s just being nice about it. You need to have a nice
One to save face like a presidential rodeo with the ice about it
Careful who you fucking and flowing with. I’m throwing spit
Spitefully deep-rooted and I got a nice way of showing shit
But nothing nice, nothing nice and dig around in your drawers
Fight off a mic feedback and get a nice round of applause
Spit twice the phlegm, drop Christ a gem ‘til God tell him
“Go, ‘Hey,’ say, ‘Thank you,’ son. That was awfully nice of him”
I shine to precisely Sun/son, spit ultraviolet and spill
Crimson-red with a black ballpoint. Nicely done
While you worry ‘bout making nice impressions, you should
I got all of you suspect-ass niggas, so-called “nice” in question
Whether you got a nice ass or a thug real with an ice
Core in ya, to put it nicely, fuck you and nice knowing ya